Power Fantasy

Chapter 17
"Shengjun, according to your order, all the disciples of our Holy Fist School have been gathered in the school grounds to stand by," Dr. Wen reported respectfully.

Zhao Shijun is determined and confident "Okay, let's go"

Zhao Shijun came out of the meeting hall and led everyone to the school martial arts field. During this period, Zhao Luozhu pestered him for a while and doted on his daughter Zhao Shijun.

Arriving at the school grounds, three thousand members of the Holy Fist Sect had already gathered in the school grounds according to the instructions of Ambassador Zhao. One-third of them even saw Ambassador Zhao for the first time. Today's scene must be important. Something needs to be announced.

Seeing Mr. Zhao coming, someone immediately waved the flag, "The sage will return to the clan, and the fortune will be prosperous. Whoever will fight for the front!"

This was naturally arranged by Dr. Wen in advance. Originally, these two shootings were sure to make Zhao Shijun feel comfortable, but now Dr. Wen is determined to die. If Zhao Shijun hurt himself because of the horse's hoof, It was as if he had been stabbed with a needle, and when he heard about the origin of Yizhe he was chasing and killing, it was as if he had been slashed.

Who will fight?Hehe, if the current Holy Fist School is regarded as an enemy by the Wang family, the entire Holy Fist School will be destroyed.

Dr. Wen immediately knelt down in front of Shijun Zhao, thinking that he was showing off his erudition and bragging about the Second Young Master just now, and he was secretly complaining.

If what I said was not so exaggerated, maybe I would feel better now.

"The sage returns to the sect, and the fortune is prosperous. Whoever will fight for the front!"

Hey, everyone was not satisfied with reading it once, so they read it again.

Dr. Wen arranged it three times, and 3000 people cheered in unison. The sound was like waves, shaking the world. Dr. Wen seemed to find a crack in the ground and disappeared in front of Ambassador Zhao.

He sneaked a look at Zhao Shijun, but he saw that Zhao Shijun was extremely calm, and he was worthy of being a generation of heroes.

"The sage returns to the sect, and the fortune is prosperous. Whoever will fight for the front!"

Zhao Shijun signaled everyone to stand up, and every gesture showed the aura of domineering. With a little internal strength, the voice was broadcast in all directions, which was no less powerful than 3000 people exhaling in unison

"Everyone, the Holy Fist Sect has gradually grown since the establishment of the sect by Zhao, and all of you here are brothers of Zhao.

The so-called boxing power and who can compete with it are not the personal ideals of Zhao Shijun, but the ideals of our whole sect as one.

The signs of the brothers and the Holy Boxing School reflect each other, the brothers are proud of the Holy Boxing School, and the Holy Boxing School is proud of you brothers, this is the common ideal of each of us.”

Everyone in the audience praised and applauded. Before the applause stopped, Ambassador Zhao continued:
"I, Zhao Shijun, take it as my duty and pursuit to carry forward the holy boxing school and become the number one force in the Jianghu.

But it's hard to do it alone, I deeply understand the importance of brothers, the so-called three gangs of a hero,

Although I claim to be a good man, I believe that you all recognize me for being here today. I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you."

Then Zhao Shijun bowed his head forward and expressed his deep gratitude. How could they bear it? They all knelt down on one knee.

Zhao Shijun was very satisfied in his heart, he raised his head and said, "Please hurry up, brothers."

After everyone stood up, Ambassador Zhao continued, "For this reason, improving the strength of all brothers as soon as possible is the first priority of our strong sect.

I am here to announce that the previous system of entering the family room will be abolished, and from today on, I will teach every brother the highest and supreme mental method and martial arts of the Holy Boxing School, and it is no longer a special item for room-entry disciples."

Everyone in the audience looked at each other, and there began to be commotion and slight disagreements.

For the young people, in this way, they can also practice the most secret method, which is even happier than getting 100 taels of silver.
And in this way, those disciples who entered the house would lose their superior status, which naturally touched the interests of some people.

Zhao Shijun observed the crowd, "If you have any opinions, you can raise them."

"Sheng Jun, I'm afraid this is not in line with the rules," someone called out.

Zhao Shijun's slow rebuttal made it even more unquestionable, "The holy boxing school was created by Zhao, and the rules were also established by Zhao, and now we just need to change it."

Elder Tang was still not reconciled. "Sage Lord, I'm afraid this will cool down the hearts of the current disciples who entered the room. They are all old people of the Holy Fist School. They have been in the club for a long time. Now they are treated together with other disciples."

Zhao Shijun said slowly, "Elder Tang is wrong to say that, the disciples of the Holy Fist School cannot judge their contributions by the time they joined the club." Zhao Shijun's words are quite reasonable.

"Yes..." Dr. Wen signaled Elder Tang to stop talking, and Elder Tang just shut up.

But Zhao Shijun encouraged, "I hope Elder Tang has endless words to say."

Zhao Shijun knew in his heart that if the government order was to be effective, he had to persuade everyone, blindly covering up and forcing it would inevitably bury hidden dangers, not to mention that what he wanted to win in today's show was the hearts of the people.

Elder Tang continued, "But other Qimeng Mountains, Qingyun Temple, Longhe Hall, Emei Sect, and even the Beggar Clan. Wudang and Shaolin all have disciple levels. The Shaolin Temple has a history of thousands of years, and it has strict hierarchies and rules. in place”.

As soon as Elder Tang said this, more than half of the people in the audience agreed, and they were the non-intruder disciples.

The shackles are tied to his body, and he will stop struggling after struggling for a long time.An elephant can easily uproot a big tree, but once it is tied to a small stake, it can no longer escape, because it was tied to that small stake when it was a child, and it struggled for a hundred days and could not break free. I decided that I couldn't break free, and when it reached 1 days, the first year, and when I could easily pull down a big tree, it wouldn't run away again.

And the shackles of rules restraining the mind is a more dangerous thing. Half of the disciples who were eager to shout for freedom and equality just now feel that they should be the bottom.

Zhao Shijun, who is well versed in human nature, was not surprised by this, he still said calmly

"Thousands of years ago, there were ancient temples everywhere. How was the level of martial arts at that time compared to now? Less than ten of them have been passed down to this day.

The reason is this entry-in-house system. High-end martial arts can only be taught by one or two people personally. After a few apprenticeships, the inheritance is broken or the original authority is lost.

The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon was only passed on to the gang leader. A set of 28 Palms of Subduing the Dragon became the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, and now it has become the Ten Slaps of Subduing the Dragon.

Every time I think about this, I feel deeply distressed, if there is no such a system without presumptuousness, and the whole gang of beggars can learn from it, and those who are able can learn more, and the magic skills are still alive today, what kind of situation will it be?"

Zhao Shijun had a look of regret, it wasn't just an act, he was really sorry, he was a hero, but also a martial idiot, or anyone in the martial arts world didn't pursue a set of magical skills.

After hearing this remark, everyone said yes, Zhao Shijun went on to say, "The loss of these martial arts is enough to show the corruption and backwardness of the gang system."

Elder Tang was already speechless, and Zhao Shijun took advantage of the victory to chase after him, "Just imagine again, if the Beggar Gang had more than a dozen gang leader-level characters, what kind of existence would it be in the Jianghu? What we pursue is not power, but the strength of our holy boxing sect and the brilliance of each brother."

Everyone was moved by the righteousness of Ambassador Zhao, "The suzerain is wise and swears to defend the suzerain's decision to the death."

Dr. Wen took the rhythm at the right time, everyone knelt down and seconded "the suzerain is wise, and vowed to defend the suzerain's decision to the death", the voice of the mountains was endless.

Elder Tang also fell to his knees early. He was one of the first elders who followed Zhao Shijun, and his ability was not outstanding. It was also his selfishness to maintain the existing system.

Now he has knelt down and surrendered, but Zhao Shijun still beat him hard, "We hold martial arts performances every month, and students can challenge themselves.

Three thousand sects are divided into six halls, with ten branches in each hall and forty branches in each hall.
If you defeat the hall master, you will be the hall master. If you defeat me, you will be the clan master!

In our Holy Fist School, those who are capable live there, and I, Zhao, definitely have no reason to occupy the position and affect the development of the brothers."

"The sage returns to the sect, all fortunes will prosper, and who will fight for the power of the boxing!" Dr. Wen led the crowd to shout again.

Zhao Shijun's mind-killing operation has achieved great results. Now the entire Holy Fist School is united under the leadership of Zhao Shijun, and the atmosphere is unprecedentedly high.

Elder Tang was the only one lying on the ground. The matter was very simple, and he already understood that the next time he performed martial arts, he would become a victim. Now, the hall master naturally lost his share.

When Zhao Shijun returned to his bedroom, only Linghu girl was left beside him.Linghu girl lit a stick of incense and put it on the bedside. This kind of incense can soothe the nerves and nourish the brain, and the effect is best when used before going to bed.

Zhao Shijun was lying on the cave, rubbing his head with his remaining hand, "I didn't expect that boy to be the second young master. Linghu, my head starts to hurt again." His words were full of annoyance.

Linghu girl knelt down next to Shijun Zhao and helped him rub his shoulders, "Don't panic, even if he sees you colluding with Lingjimen to kill Kuangdao, it won't be a big deal. After all, the disputes in the world are complicated, and his family's words may not be credible. It will not affect our reputation in Jianghu.

As for the Wang family, there is no need to be afraid, because the one who chased and killed the second young master was the Lingjimen, not the Holy Fist Sect and Mr. Zhao Shijun, and the Wang family would not target us if they wanted to take revenge. "

Zhao Shijun lay down on his back after hearing the words, grabbed Linghu girl's small hand with his big hand, pulled her into his arms, and stroked her beautiful hair.

"I, Zhao Shijun, have fought martial arts for more than 20 years, and I have only conquered the world of this holy boxing school. You offered me a plan as soon as you came back.

United with the Lingji Sect to set up a bureau in the snow mountain, and with the help of the Lingji Sect to get rid of the three giants of the rivers and lakes, Zhai Jun, Qi Zhangmen, and Qing Daochang. From then on, I am only one step away from the leader of the martial arts. Fox, if Liu Shijun has Zhuge, how can he not succeed with your help? "

"The envoy is absurdly praised, but it's a pity that my daughter is also a sick child. I can't help the envoy to kill the enemy. I can only do my best to do what I can."

Zhao Shijun shook his head, "Hey~, this is not the case, force always has its limits, resourcefulness is the king, only pretending to be a pig can eat a tiger, you let me take medicine to suppress my skills in advance, and only use my five successes to participate in the siege of Zhai Jun and show the enemy to weak,
He deceived Zhai Jun with a fake Tianluo Armor, causing the Lingji Sect to misjudge that the Tianluo Armor was destroyed. At this time, he stabbed out a crazy sword with a flat face, which was completely natural. From then on, the Lingji Sect definitely believed that I was no longer a threat. "

"You only know one thing," Linghu said softly.

"Oh? There are secrets here?" Shijun Zhao asked in amazement, because Linghu girl can always surprise him.

(End of this chapter)